Shi Wenshan leaned back in the carved nanmu chair, holding a gilded wine cup in his left hand, occasionally tilting his head back to gulp down a mouthful of fine wine, while his right hand grabbed some brightly colored fruits from the plate. His eyes were glazed over, full of anticipation, eagerly waiting for the courtesan of Lin Yin Pavilion to appear.

Before long, light footsteps came from outside the door. Shi Wenshan was startled, his relaxed body tensing up instantly, like a cheetah poised to pounce.

He rushed over impatiently and flung open the door.

In an instant, a faint, rich fragrance wafted over, and two graceful women stepped in.

They wore gorgeous long dresses, the hems swaying gently with their steps like flowing clouds; their faces were slightly veiled, yet their stunningly beautiful features could not be concealed, their eyes like twinkling stars in the night sky, exuding charm with every glance.

“Young Master Shi, the Pavilion Master and Steward Liu specially sent us sisters to serve you.”

The two courtesans spoke softly, like nightingales singing in a valley. As they spoke, they gently helped Shi Wenshan to a chair and led him to sit down.

"Alright, thank you for your trouble, ladies. Please have a seat!"

Shi Wenshan grinned from ear to ear, his fat face jiggling as his eyes scanned the two women, as if trying to see right through them. He inwardly praised Lin Yin Pavilion, thinking it truly lived up to its reputation, and Lin Xunhuan, who so clearly understood his thoughts, was indeed a remarkable person.

The two courtesans sat down close to Shi Wenshan. One of them picked up a wine pot, her jade-like hand trembling slightly, and filled Shi Wenshan's wine cup. The wine flowed like a gentle stream, exuding an enticing aroma.

Under their soft words and enthusiastic encouragement, Shi Wenshan drank one cup after another, and soon downed seven or eight jin of liquor.

"Young Master Shi, you have quite the capacity for alcohol! I have never seen a man who can drink as much as you!"

A courtesan, her eyes sparkling with spring, praised him with a beaming smile.

"This little bit of wine is nothing but a piece of cake for me!"

Shi Wenshan patted his chest and responded triumphantly.

He was already overjoyed, and under the flattery of the courtesans, he became increasingly smug, raising his wine glass and drinking it all in one gulp.

In fact, with Shi Wenshan's cultivation level as a martial arts master, all his meridians were already connected, so he would never get drunk from drinking.

Even if you are slightly intoxicated, you can quickly expel the alcohol from your body by circulating your internal energy.

However, Liu Ruyan had secretly poisoned the wine beforehand, and now, the true energy in his body was as if bound by invisible shackles, unable to circulate.

Logically speaking, Shi Wenshan should have been alerted by the abnormal situation of being unable to circulate his true energy.

However, this poison is very special; it can cause intense hallucinations.

While exchanging drinks with the two courtesans, Shi Wenshan was already deeply immersed in a hallucination and unable to extricate himself.

As time passed and night deepened, Shi Wenshan continued to drink one glass of wine after another.

To onlookers, he appeared to be completely drunk, slumped in a chair.

But in his mind, he was reveling with two courtesans in a fairyland-like setting, a strange smile occasionally appearing on his face.

"Sister, this guy is completely drunk and passed out, let's hang him up right away!"

The younger courtesan's eyes flashed with disgust. She gestured with her chin toward her companion, who was a year or two older, and urged her in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, the older courtesan slammed her wine glass down on the table with a loud "bang," her gentle gaze instantly turning icy cold as she stared at Shi Wenshan, who was slumped in his chair, with utter disgust.

At this moment, Shi Wenshan was no longer human. His shirt was torn to shreds, and his pants were half pulled down to his waist. His obese body writhed on the chair like a maggot, and he kept muttering vulgar and offensive words that were nauseating.

"Good! This bastard deserves to be sobered up in this cold wind and suffer a bit!"

The slightly older courtesan raised her eyebrows and responded through gritted teeth.

After saying that, the two quickly pulled out a thick rope that they had prepared beforehand from their sleeves.

Although Shi Wenshan was obese and in a drunken state, it was impossible for an ordinary person to move him.

However, although these two courtesans were only beginner-level martial artists and their cultivation was not high, they were more than capable of dealing with Shi Wenshan at this moment.

Working together, one of them supported Shi Wenshan under his armpits, while the other held his legs. With a soft shout, they lifted him up steadily and quickly tied him up with rope.

Then, using the height of the roof beam, the two men hoisted Shi Wenshan high up and suspended him on the beam near the window, and then pushed the window open with a "whoosh".

Lin Yin Pavilion is built by the river, and the cold wind from Baijiang River, carrying a damp atmosphere, surges in.

The river wind was biting, even more frigid than the night wind on the grassland at sunset.

Shi Wenshan shivered involuntarily as the cold wind blew, and his teeth chattered.

However, the toxins in his body were still causing trouble, his mind was still filled with absurd and erotic fantasies, and he would occasionally let out a silly laugh.

Time passed quietly, and when the first rays of dawn pierced through the clouds and shone on the earth, the two courtesans slowly walked to Shi Wenshan's side, untied the ropes, and moved his limp body onto the carved bed.

As the sun rose, Shi Wenshan finally awoke from his hangover and hallucinations.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt as if his whole body was being pricked by countless needles, and his limbs felt like they were filled with lead, making even the slightest movement extremely difficult.

He had no idea that he hadn't run into Liu Ruyan or the two courtesans last night, but had instead spent the whole night in the cold wind.

"Oh my god! Last night was so crazy... These two courtesans were simply irresistible! If Master Lin Yao finds out, I'll be in big trouble."

While muttering to himself, Shi Wenshan tried hard to recall what had happened last night.

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